The Natural Empire of the Oceanic Dragon

The Golden Monkey clapped his hands gleefully, “Heh heh. This name is good, the Unparalleled Five Heroes. From now on, that's what we'll be called.”

Atilan smiled, but couldn't help but complain inwardly.

These Eight Great Heroes, it seems, are just colleagues on the surface. Otherwise, only four people would have accompanied the Tiger-man back.

“Are you just going to abandon your Eight Great Heroes combination like that? The remaining three heroes, Golden Monkey, haven't you considered their feelings at all?”

The Golden Monkey curled his lip dismissively.

“The five of us are all young people, while the remaining three are middle-aged old men. We can't play together at all.”

The Snake-woman, Long Meimei, said indifferently:

“They're so old, yet they cling to their positions as heroes and refuse to cede them to more capable people. They can't stand the sight of us five young people, and they're always putting on a lecturing demeanor.”

The Locust-man coldly watched his teammates complain about their predecessors, but he didn't say a word, obviously not wanting to team up with those three old geezers anymore.

The Black Crow-man said somewhat timidly:

“The Eight Great Heroes have been a combination passed down by the Dorin Temple for over three hundred years. Is it really okay for us to split up privately like this and establish the Unparalleled Five Heroes?”

The Golden Monkey snorted disdainfully.

“I say, Han Yu, can you not be so timid? At worst, we'll withdraw from the Eight Great Heroes first, and then form our own Unparalleled Five Heroes to go out and uphold justice.”

“With the strength of the five of us, I believe we'll quickly make the name of the Unparalleled Five Heroes surpass the Eight Great Heroes!”

The Snake-woman excitedly paced back and forth on the ground, her blue snake tail appearing very agitated.

Obviously, the Eight Great Heroes wasn't a combination formed by a good-aligned monk organization.

Atilan asked curiously:

“Tye, did you undergo your monk training at the Dorin Temple?”

The Tiger-man shook his head.

“Although the Dorin Temple is the largest monk training organization in that plane, the Dorin Temple doesn't welcome foreign monks to come and train, and even the monks of the temple itself will have their training in secret arts restricted.”

“Once someone is discovered stealing skills, they will either have their Qi cultivation crippled and be expelled from the Dorin Temple, or they will be imprisoned in the Dorin Temple for life and not allowed to go out.”

“Therefore, I could only go to the equally renowned Lingxian Temple. I didn't expect the abbot to directly agree to keep me.”

The corners of Atilan's mouth twitched. Dorin Temple, Lingxian Temple, these two names are very interesting.

“The five of you came back together, there should be something important you want to do, right?”

The Tiger-man clenched his fists, a light of hatred flashing in his eyes.

“That's right, this time I spent three years training in Lingxian Temple, and another three years adventuring outside, and finally passed the assessment to become one of the Eight Great Heroes, obtaining a White Tiger Force.”

“It's all to come back and get rid of that green dragon who does evil and killed my family!”

The Golden Monkey conjured a golden long staff as if by magic.

“That's right, we came back with Tye to slay the dragon!”

The Locust-man moved his feet, seemingly a little itchy and unbearable.

“Killing that green dragon is just right as our Unparalleled Five Heroes' debut battle! My Golden Locust Explosive Kick is already impatient.”

Since they were so confident, Atilan didn't say much.

The wine girl walked over with a wine glass.

“Don't just chat, drink some wine.”

Except for the Tiger-man, the other four happily took the wine glasses handed over by the wine girl and drank them in large gulps.

“So delicious! I feel that only the wine brewed by the Drunken Saint Monk can be better than this wine.”

The wine girl asked dissatisfiedly:

“What Drunken Saint Monk? I want to ask who can be more powerful than me.”

The Golden Monkey jumped around with a smile, taking a sip of wine and a bite of chicken leg.

“Don't be unconvinced, our Golden Monkey clan is already very good at brewing wine, but the Drunken Saint Monk is much better than us. He's the best at brewing wine on the entire continent.”

“It is said that in order to brew wine, the Saint Monk has traveled west to many worlds, and his wine-making level has greatly increased. The Frostfire Wine he brews has the effect of doubling the Qi in a monk's body with one sip.”

Atilan said with a smile:

“This Drunken Saint Monk, is he a Pandaren?”

The Golden Monkey asked in surprise:

“You also know the Saint Monk?”

Atilan also ate chicken legs with big mouthfuls.

“He and my master are friends, otherwise Tye wouldn't have gone to your world to train.”

Looking at the lively banquet scene, Atilan revealed a happy smile.

The old fish-man who helped host the banquet saw this and said to the little fish-man next to him with relief:

“Look, this is the meaning of us helping to hold the banquet. It's been a long time since I've seen the Dragon Lord smile like this. The Dragon Lord used to like to hold banquets the most.”

“But as the pressure of cultivation increased, and the territory of the kingdom expanded, the things that the Dragon Lord needed to deal with became more and more, so that the Dragon Lord was no longer in the mood to hold any banquets.”

“The nearly fifty chefs who used to be there have now become elemental shamans, which is a pity.”

Saying that, the old fish-man looked at the little fish-man seriously, and paused with the staff in his hand.

“You must be clear that as the Dragon Lord's priest, there are many things you need to bear. The responsibility for the millions of square kilometers of land in the Atlantis Kingdom from south to north rests on our shoulders.”

“In the future, you will also take over the position of High Priest, and you must do your best to share the Dragon Lord's worries, understand?”

The little fish-man couldn't help but complain:

“Grandpa, the land is so wide, I'm just a little fish-man, my shoulders are so small, I feel like I can't carry it, and besides, isn't this Sal's responsibility?”

The old fish-man couldn't help but swipe the staff towards the little fish-man, but the little fish-man was a rogue, and easily dodged it.

“I can see that the Dragon Lord likes the lively you more than Sal. The most important thing for a priest is not talent, but whether he can gain the Dragon Lord's favor.”

“In the future, the position of High Priest will most likely be handed over to you. As for Sal, he can already communicate with the Elemental Giants, and he won't be much worse than you in the future.”

The little fish-man shook his head like a rattle.

“I won't do it, I'm going to become a legendary rogue fish-man! High Priest, it's too boring.”

Atilan saw the fish-men in the corner, and was about to summon them to give them a few instructions when the dragon roars of the silly bear three brothers sounded in the sky.

Hearing the dragon roar, the Snake-woman Long Meimei, who was already swaying from drinking, turned around nimbly and tied her tail into a knot.

“What sound is that? Is the green dragon coming to kill us?”

The Black Crow-man had the best eyesight, looking at Audreys and them who were landing.

“No, it's the Elemental Dragons, but why would they come to our welcome party? Do we… does Tye have such great face?”

The corners of Atilan's mouth twitched, which was regarded as a default. He couldn't directly say that this group of Elemental Dragons came for the delicious food and lively atmosphere at the banquet.

Elemental Dragons don't look down on mortals as much as Chromatic Dragons, but they aren't as mischievous and silly as some Metallic Dragons. They still care about face.

The Leopard-woman came out of the kitchen with a large pot.

“Punk, here! Come and taste my latest secret delicacy.”

Looking at the ingredients in the large pot that were emitting a strange light, Atilan frowned.

Since he suggested that the Leopard Woman should practice with magic potions before learning magical cooking, to gain a general understanding of the reactions of various magical ingredients, she had unexpectedly opened the door to a new world.

Before this, the Leopard Woman didn't know that magical cooking and magic potions were so closely related.

She boldly used ingredients from magic potion recipes to make dishes.

And you know what? Although her dishes had a peculiar appearance and even emitted a strange smell, they sometimes tasted quite good.

But most of the time, the Leopard Woman's cooking was dark cuisine.

Although eating it wouldn't kill you, it would make you wish you were dead.

And coincidentally, dragons have very subjective taste buds.

Although Punk was a cold and aloof dragon, his taste buds were not at all aloof.

Many dark cuisine dishes that would be fatal to ordinary people were actually rated as divine by Punk!

He could eat an entire pot of it in one go.

Then the Leopard Woman liked to find Punk even more to study magical cooking together.

And you know what? The Leopard Woman's strategy of 'besieging Wei to rescue Zhao' really had a good effect on Attilan.

It made Attilan realize that he had already regarded the Leopard Woman as his woman in his heart and was unwilling for her to be tainted by others.

Attilan immediately walked over, picked up a spoon, and looked at the ingredients in the pot with disgust.

"What is this again?"

"Sea Dragon Cuttlefish Ink Stewed Golden Chicken Soup."

Attilan tasted the soup and barely suppressed the urge to spit it out.

"The Sea Dragon Cuttlefish has so many usable materials on its body, why did you choose the cuttlefish ink?"

The Leopard Woman confidently raised her head.

"Take another bite of the golden chicken meat, and you'll understand why I chose the cuttlefish ink."

Attilan scooped out a piece of chicken and ate it, immediately feeling the solar magic power and the magic power in the cuttlefish ink clash, quickly forming a magic power vortex.

It attracted Attilan's magic power, and the vortex wanted to crush his magic power, but instead it stalled the magic power and collapsed.

"This is actually a magical dish that can purify magic power! ?"

Attilan looked at the Cuttlefish Ink Stewed Golden Chicken Soup in surprise, and then looked at the Leopard Woman.

"That's not right, did you really use Sea Dragon Cuttlefish ink?"

The Leopard Woman smiled brightly and said proudly:

"It wasn't easy for me to find this kind of cuttlefish that lives in the Sea of Life, in the Dark Trench, and discover the special magic power of the cuttlefish ink."

Attilan frowned. If it was Sea Dragon Cuttlefish, then the cuttlefish should have magic power related to the Sea Wyrm, even the cuttlefish ink.

But in the cuttlefish ink, Attilan felt the dark magic power.

Could it be that the Abyss Dragon is also causing trouble?

That shouldn't be. The Sea of Life is Thestis's territory, and it's impossible for it to be infiltrated by demon forces.

"Everyone, try it."

As a social terrorist, the Leopard Woman had already become friends with the four martial monks who had just arrived.

Faced with the Leopard Woman's invitation, everyone could only bite the bullet and step forward.

Golden Monkey took a deep breath.

"I love to eat chicken, so I'll try a piece of golden chicken."

As soon as a piece of chicken entered his mouth, Golden Monkey's face twisted.

Seeing this, the Snake-man waved his hand in horror, indicating:

"Leopard, I don't like drinking soup."

Punk stepped forward directly, first tasting a mouthful of chicken soup, and then eating a piece of chicken.

The evaluation given was still, perfect!

Then a complex look flashed in his eyes.

"I like this chicken soup, it's all mine."

"Hey, let me try it too!"

The Big Bear Dragon was no ordinary dragon. Others would avoid something unpalatable, but Big Bear wanted to try it to see how unpalatable it really was.

In the end, Punk was still faster.

He directly turned back into a Steam Dragon, picked up the basin, and poured it all into his mouth in one breath.

Big Bear stomped his feet in anger.

"Punk, you're not being a friend! You actually hogged it all, Boss, look at Punk, that guy is too unrighteous."

Attilan could only appease his little brother.

"Regarding this chicken soup, my suggestion is not to eat it."

Big Bear said anxiously:

"That's a dish that can purify magic power, which is rare even in magic potions, let alone magical cooking."

"Such a rare thing, there may only be one serving."

Who knew that the Leopard Woman would say faintly at this time:

"Don't worry, there's still a lot in the kitchen, I guarantee everyone will be full."

The corners of Attilan's mouth twitched.

"How many Sea Dragon Cuttlefish did you kill?"

The Leopard Woman said ignorantly:

"Just one, and I didn't even kill it, I just asked it to send me some cuttlefish ink."

Attilan asked in surprise:

"That Sea Dragon Cuttlefish is still alive?"

The Leopard Woman nodded and asked:

"Is there something wrong with that cuttlefish?"

Attilan said excitedly:

"There might be, but I'll only know after I've seen the cuttlefish. Can you take me to see it?"

"Now?"

Attilan didn't answer, but instead directly activated the Sea Dragon Shield and pulled the Leopard Woman into the sky.

"You guys stay here and continue to eat, drink, and have fun. I'll be back in a while."

Punk also turned back into a Steam Wyrm and followed.

Audrey Kiss was eating pastries, but she always felt there was a problem with the chicken soup.

She also followed.

As for the three silly bear brothers, Bear Two and Bear Three also wanted to follow.

Big Bear directly smacked them.

"Are you guys stupid? Haven't you flown enough? Isn't it good to stay here and eat? If something really happens, the boss will definitely call us."

That's right, they didn't use their sub-dragon纹 well, and they were already tired from flying over just now.

It's better to lie down and rest.

Following the Leopard Woman's instructions, Attilan quickly found the deep-water area.

But diving down, he didn't find the cuttlefish, only a few broken standard weapons. Those were made by the logistics department after Attilan became the new general.

Before, there were no standard regulations, and the weapons made by the craftsmen were strangely shaped.

The Leopard Woman asked in surprise:

"Impossible, where is my big cuttlefish? I even came to see it yesterday."

"Go to the Crystal Palace and ask. I want to see who killed this cuttlefish."

Attilan narrowed his eyes slightly. Things suddenly became interesting.

Returning to the Crystal Palace, Attilan threw the weapon fragments to the duty staff officer.

"Go, find the general on duty. I have something to ask."

"General, the generals are not here. A rebellion has broken out in the newly occupied land in the east, and they have all gone to quell the rebellion."

Attilan asked in confusion:

"Who organized the rebellion?"

The staff officer shook his head.

"It's disgruntled humans colluding with a group of necromancers of unknown origin, using the bones of fallen soldiers and civilians to organize an undead army, attempting to reclaim their territory."

Attilan suddenly reacted. Since it was an undead army, it must be the Death Council starting their next operation.

The operation on the west coast of the continent failed, so they ran to the east coast to cause trouble, huh?